Used To It Poem by Nicole Brewer

I'm Used to it,
Seriously.
It's always been this way.
I was always the one.
Left out.
Forgotten.
And lied to.
So why does it hurt
this much now?
Why does it feel
like whatever was holding on,
let go?
But i'm used to it.
To feel so insignificant.
to feel useless
and unwanted.
I'm Used to it.
I'm watched,
But not seen,
I'm Listened,
but not heard.
I'm there,
But not here.
I'm so used to it.
Yet, why is my heart breaking?